Photo: Nagaland
I believe this is a new type of microscope that has good potential to examine certain undiscovered or overlooked micro-organisms in some modern primitive lives and communities. You are welcome to use it any time. Although nothing as accomplished and magnificent to combat biological warfare threats or magnify things like anthrax-causing bacteria, swine and bird and man and cow flu germs, and nothing like equipments used in S.Holmes' line of business (unfortunately!), this new microscopification adds a rather annoying but sparkling tinge to our languid and dusty village life. I should perhaps pay a tribute to the hot Dutchman, Antonie Philips van Leeuwenhoek, for his kindness to micro-organisms, without his cross-sections life would have been one big ominous ugly blob.
It seems micro-organisms thrive against all odds and unimaginable hostile environments beating temperatures that can incinerate my lovely bones to nothingness in nano seconds. I am no microbiologist but this is hard fact, mind you. They could possibly be lodging in Mars too with NASA finding methane and all that gas or those deportee Martians must be cooking up something in their cylinders sending smoke signals years after Mr.Wells shot them back to the land of their redness. I truly admire microbes and their power of resilience and adaptation but there are dark forces, not Darth Vader or Voldemort in person, but diseases like social stomach-aches caused by unmonitored villainous activities of micro-organisms.
Anyhow, besides crimson alien shores, microbes also love chomping down compost piles (which is highly beneficial for my dear mustard) and jiving in foul-smelling corners found in abundance where I come from.
Of course, it is the natural order of things to thrive in muck and relish rubbish multiplication, and sometimes life's simple pleasures are found in rummaging garbage heaps and even dirty bazaars especially if you were a rodent of the animated variety. If only life was a bit more like that of the nice mice Emile's, scurrying around the sewage one minute and smelling up rosemary, basil, sage and thyme the next, reeling in his herbal heaven summoning thunder and lightning into his ratatouille.
This is a new sensational microscope trial in the court of my village's food consumer bazaar and its intricately chained microscopic market structure where demand always exceeds supply, where you can exchange your diamond ring for a plump tomato, diamond-(tomato)water paradox doesn't apply here, but you can also test-market your used iPad business here, throngs of customers I can vouch.
In the light of recent events exposing the lives of cabbages and chillies and how their pirate masters enslave them in those dark, musty, claustrophobic dungeons demanding the treasures of Solomon for a ransom from their poor parents, making the medieval ghosts of our tribal ancestors long gone scowl at us, we ought to storm some castles and cellars with our mental Daos - sharpened and ready. For further reference on these stories, check out the leading papers Morungexpress, Nagaland Post and Eastern Mirror using the keywords such as cabbages, chillies etc.
I just cannot get how kidnapped cabbages and chillies possess all the brains to do the calculus of iPhones and geometry of modern Taj Mahals but cannot free themselves by solving their way out their labyrinth and continue to be prisoners of unknown outside unnatural elements. After having travelled to Mars to consult with Oraculus Microbeus, I still await an answer however, this new microscope's mission must move ahead examining the floor of these prison cells. I urge you to join the quest and pour in your potions of clarity and investigation!
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